[F/M] Fun Day Off

[Converse]

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I Had a bit of fun starting this new story up. Feel free to leave feedback or plot suggestions for future parts below. Hope you enjoy!

Fun Day Off

The day had gotten off to a strong start. I made myself some coffee, had breakfast, even done a little reading done before it came time for me to leave for my girlfriend's apartment. We had made plans to spend our day off together relaxing, spending time together, maybe engaging in some parallel play. It had been about a week since I'd seen her so I was definitely excited.
You see, we had this game where when we spent extended periods apart, for work or whatever reason, I would abstain from sexual pleasure during the interim, build anticipation and all. At least that's how it started, my girlfriend, Jill, well she has a bit of a mischievous streak to her, and lately, even when we were together she'd get herself off and ask that I remain without. Now, you may be thinking, "that's fucked up." and it kinda was, going a week, or even two without coming would put me in a really desperate, needy state, and that's where I was on the day of this story. It had been a solid two weeks without, and I was excited knowing that today would be the day. So, as I put on my sneakers and walked over to hers, I did so with a pep in my step.
On the way over I allowed my mind to wander. I imagined, with her consent of course, bending her over, pulling up her skirt and showing her just how much sexual energy had been pent up for the last two weeks. I felt like I had the energy to fuck for hours, maybe even all night, it was all that was on my mind. Maybe, I'd even turn the tables on her a bit, use some of the ropes we'd recently purchased to tie her up, make her the one who begs for it, desperate and needy. So many possibilities to be explored over the course of what could become a very memorable day off. I was snapped back to reality as I approached the door to her building lobby. I'd arrived, and it was time. I hit the bell and she buzzed me in.
I tried to play it cool. "It's really good to see you," I said. "it's been a long week."
"I bet it has," she said "I've kept you without for what, two weeks now?"
Her acknowledgement of my abstinence, right off the bat was jarring, I guessed that we heading right into things, and tried to follow her lead. "14 days, and every one of them a challenge." I said. "But who knows what today might hold?"
"Well me, for one." she said. "and it isn't what you're hoping, I fear."
Dammit, I think, fighting the urge to get petulant. She took on a dangerous grin as I look her up and down. She's in sweatpants and a crop top today with striped socks. Her long hair frames a cute face.
"So you do have a plan for today?" I ask. "I thought we would just hang out." keeping up a cool composure.
"Welllll, that was the plan," she says, "but I had to double book. You see, there's a new episode of my show coming on today and Maddy just begged to come over and watch it with me. You know I can't deny her anything."
"Only me, apparently," I say trying not so sound bitter. "So should I head out, leave you guys to it?"
"Well, that's the thing," she replied, "I'm going to be hanging with Maddy, but I had also hoped to toy with you a bit today."
"Toy with me?"
"You know, I put in the work to get you here, in my apartment, without having come in two weeks. That's a rare opportunity, and one that would be a shame to waste."
"My thoughts exactly," I reply, thinking maybe she saw things my way.
"Maybe not. See, I don't plan on fucking you. More like... messing with you."
Her saying that turns me on a lot, but I try to keep it cool. "Messing with me, while your friend is here?"
"Not in the way you think maybe," she says laughing "See I figured while I laugh it up with my friend, You'll be be tied up in my room. Comfortable, ready for me when I say the time is right, but controlled and out of the way."
"I see you didn't phrase that as a question. You're going to be tying me up, then?"
"You really catch on quick. Now she'll be over here soon, go ahead and put your hands behind your back."
Jill is only about 5'1", but the casual assuredness of her command had me obeying without even thinking. As soon as I complied, she said "Good, now put your nose on the door, and don't let your feet leave the ground. I'll be right back."
She walked off into another room, presumably to get ropes to tie me up, and I didn't even think about moving. I was abuzz with too many other thoughts, not quite sure if I was lucky or cursed to have a girlfriend who wanted to tie me up and tease me like this.
A minute later she returned, or at least I heard her return behind me. Keeping my nose on the door meant that I couldn't see what went on in the room. "I'm going to tie your hands now, okay?" she said.
"Alright," I responded.
"Palms together now" she said. and I felt a loop of cotton rope tighten around my wrists above the wrist bone. She wrapped it several times, methodically, until about 8 loops were present before looping a cinch between my hands. She pulled it taut and snug before tying down some sort of final knot. My hands were now helplessly bound behind me.
I felt her kiss me on the cheek. "How's that?" she asks.
"It feels secure more than anything else. Damn, Jill you're very good at this"
I squirm a little bit, testing the bonds and get a sinking feeling, I'm now totally at her mercy for the day.
"Damn right!" She says. "I've been honing my skills lately, practicing with some videos. You're fucked."
I gulp.
"Come on back to my bedroom, I've got to get you put away before Maddy comes by, unless you'd like her to see what I've done to you?"
Maddy was a mutual friend of ours, and one with which I often found myself in friendly rivalry. We were both among the more competitive members of our group, and could be prideful when it came to certain things. There were never any hurt feelings, but I definitely wouldn't want her to see me in such a vulnerable position.
"Lead the way," I say, eager to get out of the entry way.
With a grin, she grabs my belt and pulls me by it through the living room and down the hall to her bedroom. "So where do you want me?" I ask "On the bed?" hopefully.
"hmmmmm" she taps her chin pretending to think. "I think I'd rather have you in the closet. Nice and out of the way."
Well that just figures, I think to myself. I sigh and walk towards the closet. "Go ahead and sit on the ground," she says.
I awkwardly drop onto my butt, and compose myself, only for her to grab one of my legs and flip me over onto my stomach. I was much larger than her, but without the use of my arms, she was able to manipulate me very easily. "I'm going to tie your legs now," she says sitting on my butt.
I groan as she sits on me and feel a loop of rope go around my ankles. she loops it quickly several times and cinches it off, tying the knot on the front of my legs, well outside my reach. she stands up to admire her handiwork. "I really got your ass, huh?" she asks.
I squirm around a bit, unable to move much. "I guess you did. I'm stuck until you say."
"and don't forget it," she says, slapping my ass. "Now, let's get you in the closet."
she opens the closet door and help me onto my ass. She then slides me in until I'm seated in the corner. All of her clothes hang above me. Next to me are a row of her most worn shoes, and in the opposite corner, a hamper of her dirty laundry. "So you're just going to leave me here while you guys watch that show?" I ask.
"That's right, but first I think you need a few more touches." She says grabbing another rope.
She wraps it around my knees, tying them together before looping it around my neck, pulling it tight and locking me into a balltie, unable to squirm out of the corner.
"Fuck, I can't move an inch, I say."
"Exactly what I had in mind," she says. "And now that you're my captive audience, its time for the coup de grace."
She pulls from her bedside table a pair of what appear to be grey socks. "Socks?" I ask.
"Not just any socks, socks that I've worn everyday for a week. These puppies used to be white."
"That's just bad hygiene, what am I missing?" I ask.
"Well, I'll need to keep you quiet during the show, and I want you to think of nothing but me during your time in here, so I figured you could chew on these."
"Come on, no, you're not serious."
"'fraid so. These are going to be your best friends for the next few hours. You ready?"
I lock my mouth closed and squirm, as she walks over. She pinches my nose and my resistance is quickly over. I gasp for breath and the socks go in. She puts a hand over my mouth and grabs a roll of duct tape before wrapping the tape around my head a full three times. She seals the gag with a kiss and asks "So, how those taste?"
I mpppphhhh loudly. The socks are rancid in my mouth. Fragrant, crusty, bitter, salty, completely distracting. I try to spit them out but can't budge the tape.
"You know what, I think you've earned just one more thing for being a poor sport about that gag." She says.
"I think you've earned a meeting with my Converse." she pulls one from the floor of the closet and pushes it onto my nose. I recoil as the shoe smells heavily of unwashed feet and sweat, it being summer.
"nuh uh, I think you two need to spend some quality time together."
She once again grabs the tape and fixes the sneaker to my face, nose to the inner sole. I try to shake it off my head, but it is well secured. All I can smell is her Converse, all I can taste is her sweat, and she has my tightly tied up in a closet. Some day off this was turning out to be is all I can think as I hear the doorbell ring.

[Converse]

PART TWO


I stopped squirming and immediately went silent. "I thought that'd shut you up," Jill says with a smirk. She knows that I won't want Maddy to see me, especially with Jill's shoe tied to my nose.
"So, enjoy your stay. Chew on those socks to your heart's content, and above all, think of me."
With that, she closed the door to the closet plunging me in darkness, before briefly cracking it open once again. "I think I've decided something just now looking down at you." She says, "I think that it would be legitimately selfish to keep this image," she gestures broadly to me, "to myself. I think I'm going to show you to Maddy before she leaves today."
I immediately struggled and shook my head no.
She leaned in and shushed me. "Its okay. Don't think about your pride. This is about a celebration of me, now get used to the idea, or maybe just sit there agitated and sniff my converse, either way, we'll see you in a bit."
Just like that, I was back into darkness.
I immediately began trying to escape my bonds. I figured if I could escape then Maddy would never catch wind of this. God, if she found out, she'd never let me hear the end of it, finding me bound and gagged in a closet.
I temporarily stopped my struggles as I heard Jill answer the door. I'd have to go about this quietly, avoid grabbing their attention before I'd gotten free. I tried to move different parts of my body even a little bit in turn, probing for weaknesses in my restraints. First in my wrists and then in my legs, even my knees. None showed any signs of movement. A growing resignation set in.
In the midst of this exploration, I heard the girls greet each other at the door. They were bubbly, laughing, talking about this week's episode and how they were thrilled to tune in. After a bit of this, I heard Maddy notice "Hey, why are John's sneakers here? I thought it would be just us hanging today."
Jill played it cool. "He came by earlier and left them. He won't be back for awhile." In my head this didn't make sense, how would I leave and not put my shoes back on, but Maddy didn't think much of it. "Good, I couldn't stand the way he rubbed it in my face the other day when he beat me at darts while we were out. Something about that boy just gets under my skin when he has the upper hand."
"He can be terribly prideful when he wins, gets on my nerves sometimes, even, and I love the big lug."
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but have you ever thought about... maybe humbling him a bit, showing him who's boss? I know I would if I had the chance."
"Girl, you have NO idea. I won't say much now, but trust me, I have plans to spoon feed that boy a slice of humble pie."
"I'll bet he finds that just delicious. I'll do my best not to pry, but I may have to ask you for more details."
"Oh I think we can arrange something of a demonstration, but not right now. We've got a show to watch."
Their conversation stopped as the intro rolled, but it was looking dire for me. Not only was I about to be paraded in front of my rival, but Maddy sounded like if anything she wanted to contribute to my predicament. having a dynamic with Jill was one thing. We're lovers and if I'm honest I was super into her taking the lead and imposing her will. That was something that I'd have a hard time saying out loud, but we both knew it and enjoyed that dynamic. Bringing Maddy in was a new element. I'd be humiliated, she'd have the chance to maybe exert some dominance over me, given her tendencies and our relationship. That was scary, but also... exciting? Maybe I was just horny from two weeks without, but I was becoming slowly turned on by the whole situation. Maybe I'd lose a rival (hard to be rivals with someone you've seen in such a compromising position as I found myself presently), but gain another dominant, someone interested in having a dynamic with me. My pride chafed against the idea, but my arousal chafed back.
Taking in a deep breath of Jill's sneaker brought me back into the present. These converse, black high tops, had been a staple of Jill's wardrobe since I'd known her, and maybe for years before. They weren't totally thrashed, but she wore them all the time. They had molded perfectly to her feet, and, as I was realizing now, taken on a lot of their scent. The smell was earthy, sweaty, bitter, and physically a bit repulsive. My brain kept telling me to get my nose out of there, but with the ropes and tape I was physically unable to. My nose was going to stay planted there in the inner sole until Jill, or maybe Maddy (shudder) decided otherwise.
So I sat there, squirmy and wriggling for the next hour or so, honestly telling time in the dark was difficult while I waited for what was becoming inevitable. I had a pit in my stomach about it, and a million thoughts were running through my head. Eventually, the heard the credits music begin to roll on their show. They spent some time talking over the episode, catching up on life, but I knew that my seconds in the dark were probably dwindling. Eventually, I came up in conversation again. "Say, John never came by," Maddy observed, "and how did he manage to leave his shoes here anyways?"
"Oh Maddy, I knew you'd catch on. I think that the time may have come. Do you remember when I mentioned a... demonstration earlier?"
"Uh yeah. I'll admit I'm not sure what you meant. I thought maybe you'd have him pay for our drinks one night or something."
"Hey, that's not a bad idea, but what I have to show you today is a bit... different. You interested?"
"Interested? I've got to know what you're talking about. All this ambiguity, what are you hinting at?"
"Come on, I'd rather show you than explain."
I heard their footsteps approaching the closet. As they drew close, I could see the shadows that they cast under the door. I steeled myself, trying to look as resilient as I could, but feeling a bit ridiculous.
"Well," said her voice, betraying just a tad bit of nervousness, perhaps fear in revealing a hidden part of herself to a friend "Just beyond these doors lies what I wanted to show you."
And with that unceremonious line, she opened the door.

[Converse]

PART THREE

Light flooded into the closet and I had trouble seeing at first, my eyes having gotten so used to the dark, and my vision being partially obstructed by a certain sneaker. What I heard first was laughter, first from Maddy, and then, joining in, from Jill.
After several seconds of mirth: "How did you possibly get him like that? He's been in there the whole time?" Maddy with seemingly several questions about this admittedly strange situation that she was now privy to.
I tried to speak for myself, explain that Jill and I sometimes play around with power exchange, but all that came out was garbled mppphhhhh, my mouth still being stuffed with Jill's socks. This caused another round of laughter before Jill did her best to clarify the situation.
"He's busy chewing on my dirty socks, so I'll answer your questions. When he came over this morning I told him he was getting tied up. He didn't argue or protest, just submitted and let me put him in ropes. I'm not sure he bargained for this whole package," gesturing broadly at me, "And he certainly wasn't planning on you seeing him like this, but I know my boy, and I bet deep down he's thrilled with this whole situation."
"Oh my god, so John, prideful John who always has to win at everything and have everyone like him is secretly into getting dommed?" She looks at me inquisitively for an answer.
I nod my head, confirming that pretty much everything Jill said had been true. This, I'm sure, was a funny spectacle with a sneaker taped to my face.
"Well this is incredible to learn, and John, rest assured I will never forget this moment, but Jill, why show me?"
"Keeping this whole spectacle to myself felt selfish, and I thought maybe... Knowing the relationship that you and John have, that you might want to help feed him some of that humble pie. Consider this an... invitation to play with us. John is that okay with you?"
I hesitate but ultimately nod.
"Wow, I don't know what to say. I'm thrilled, who would have thought this is how today would go?"
Who indeed, I think.
"Can I take a photo of John?" Maddy asks.
"Sure. I'd love to have the memory from today, but keep this between us, okay?"
"Of course. Maddy steps back, frames up the shot and says: "smile" before snapping a photo. The girls look at it together and laugh. "I can't believe you tied your sneaker to his face! does that thing stink? You've had those forever."
"Well, I wouldn't smell them myself, but our boy here has had a few hours to get acquainted. How are they, Jon?"
I can only groan. Even after a few hours they're pretty rancid. the girls laugh.
"This photo is great, but I almost feel like he needs one finishing touch."
"Oh my god, this is why I brought you in on this. What do you have in mind?"
"Let me show you."
Maddy runs to the living room and grabs her purse. She pulls out a lipstick that she uncaps and walks over to where I'm sitting. "Sit still now John, I'm going to make you perfect."
She grips the lipstick like a pencil and I can see that she's going to write something on my forehead. I do my best to remain still, wouldn't want to invoke the wrath of either of these girls while they've got me at their mercy.
I can't tell what she's writing, but there are several letters, and she's quite slow and methodical about it. As she's working, I can't help but realize that I've never really been this close to Maddy before. We're face to face, she's leaned over me, I can't smell her because my nose is otherwise occupied, but it feels almost intimate, the physical closeness, and I don't hate it. She backs off and looks at me, "Beautiful."
"Can you take another photo, Jill? This time with me in the frame? I'd love to solidify this new dynamic."
Jill spies the writing on my forehead and giggles. "I'd love to," She says.
"Why thank you, for the photo and for this whole experience." Maddy says as she drags me out of the closet.
"There we go," she sits me in the middle of the room. It feels pretty emasculating to be dragged around like an object, posed and so on, but strangely I'm not stressed about it.
"Look up and me, John"
I look up and meet Maddy's eyes. She is staring intently back down, and as our eyes meet, Jill takes the photo. "Oh this is perfect!"
We break eye contact and Maddy goes over to see how it turned out. "Oh my god! John, forget ever getting one over on me again. Look at this photo."
As the phone is brought over for me to look at, my eyes widen. There I am a neat package, tightly trussed on the ground with my nose buried in a dirty shoe, and on my forehead the word "Owned." My eyes, looking up almost give the air of pleading, in stark contrast to Maddy's firm gaze looking down. In the photo, it really does look like I'm "owned" by her. Talk about being humbled...
"Do you want one, too?"
"Um, YES."
Jill walks over and takes a similar pose, I look up and meet her gaze, same as Maddy, and she meets mine. There's an instant warmth between us, and her eyes, though firm, seem to communicate an appreciation for my participation in this whole situation. Maddy snaps the photo.
They show me both photos, and if I'm honest, they both came out quite nicely, like something you'd see in a professional bondage shoot or something.
Maddy takes a second to put a finger under my chin and direct my attention up to her. We lock eyes and she says "I need to know that you understand that this," she points at the photo, "is your place now. Whenever I want, I own you. If I give a command, I expect you to follow it, understood?"
I nod rapidly. I really did feel totally under her and Jill's thumb.
"Good. Now," turning to Jill, "What's our plan for the rest of the day? We can't keep him tied up all day, can we?"
"I mean if we chose to, Its not like there is anything he could do about it, right babe?" she says poking me in the side, and eliciting a little groan. "But yeah, no need to be cruel. We've had our fun and made our point. How about this, John," she says looking at me. "We untie you, but you make us a nice lunch and then serve it to us. how does that sound?"
I nod rapidly. To get these sweaty socks out of my mouth, and being able to stretch my sore muscles, absolutely I'll put them together a nice lunch.
"I thought you might feel that way," Jill says. "But before we untie you, a few ground rules."

I hope you all are enjoying. I've been having some fun writing this one, so definitely more to come! Feel free to leave your thoughts.

[LunaDog]

Welcome to our happy crew here, and believe me, as far as i am concerned you are VERY welcome, if you giving us superb stories like this one. Thoroughly enjoyed reading this, well done!

[Converse]

Thanks for the warm welcome LunaDog! Hopefully, more fun stories to come. Here's the continuation of this one for today.

PART FOUR


"These rules will be just for today, but if Maddy and I like the way they play out, we may see about sliding them into some other situations. Do you understand?"
I nod, figuring that I have no other choice. "Other situations" probably meant out and about in life or with our friends. The idea of that was... intimidating, but I trusted Jill not to push me beyond what could hurt any important relationships.
"Rule one" snaps my attention back to the present, "you'll refer to us both as mistress, and consider yourself in our service for the day."
Oh god, that'll be embarrassing, I think.
"Rule two, no speaking unless spoken to."
Fine, as long as there aren't any dirty socks in my mouth to enforce it.
"Rule three, any error in the prior rules, or in the preparation of our food will result in punishment."
Probably something I want to avoid.
"Nod if you understand the rules and accept."
"You could always stay tied up," Maddy said. "I don't think I'd ever get tired of seeing you life this."
I glare at her a bit and nod.
"Alright. You mind helping me with the knots, Maddy?"
And so they untied me, ending my first tie-up at the hands of my partner. My ankles first, then my knees, then finally my wrists. My body now totally free, the only bits of bondage remaining were my gag and the sneaker.
"I've untied you, but I want you to cross your wrists behind your back." Jill said.
I groaned, but did.
"You want my socks out of your mouth?"
I nodded rapidly.
"Rude! No, I'm kidding, I made them excruciatingly gross on purpose, just for you. I'm thoughtful like that. But my point in asking was to highlight that you badly want them out of your mouth, and you're now free, but at merely my request, you're continuing to allow them to soil your taste buds with my sweat. That's my power, and that's why I'm in control. Now keep your hands behind your back while I get you ungagged."
Maddy looks on impressed her friend was really good at this whole dominant thing, and it made Maddy feel... inspired to see how she could exert her own control.
The tape from around the sneaker is unwrapped and Jill removes it. Even just the free air of the apartment is like the best thing I've ever smelled. The relief is palpable.
"I bet you won't ever look at these bad boys the same way again" Jill says, holding her converse.
I guess I won't.
The tape is unwound from around my mouth and Jill holds out her hand. I follow her lead and spit the socks out into it. They're pretty well saturated in saliva at this point, and even grosser than when they started.
"Holy shit, you weren't lying about getting those bad boys good and gross," Maddy says
"I wanted to give him something to remind him who was in charge while he was tied up. Was it effective?"
"Yes, mistress" and it really was.
Both women can't help but smile when they hear my compliance with the first rule.
From there, I was given orders for lunch. I was to mix up the ladies some cocktails and then prepare us all some fancy sandwiches from groceries that Jill happened to have in the fridge.
Once the drinks were flowing, I set to work in the kitchen and the girls struck up a conversation about what else, but dominance and dynamics and the like.
"So how long have you guys been at this?" Jill asked.
"Not as long as you think. Today was a lot of firsts for us. My first time tying him up, first time gagging him, first time really explicitly dominating him. We messed around a bit before, but everything was always a bit more subtle."
"Dominance can be subtle?" Maddy asked, thinking of how explicit things were in the photo of her and John that had been taken earlier.
"Sure, a firm request here, a denied orgasm there, it all adds up."
"Denied orgasm? Like, stop! you can't come?"
"Hahaha sometimes. Denying an orgasm on the spot like that is one thing, but we've definitely taken it a step further. As we speak, I've kept John denied for the last two weeks."
Maddy looked at me and burst out laughing. It seemed that she especially enjoyed this little detail of our dynamic.
"and you, Jill, you've come during that time?"
"Oh, every day, what do you think I'm crazy?"
Another round of involuntary laughter from Maddy. I wanted to sink into the floor over in the kitchen. This was not the sort of ammunition that you wanted your rival to have.
"John, I bet you were hoping to get lucky today, all pent up and coming by to spend the day with your girl. I guess I ruined that for you."
She had, in a way, contributed to my being kept denied. Here's hoping she didn't get a taste for it. "I was hoping for that, mistress."
"Well keep on dreaming, because your mistress likes the idea of you being kept pussy free and denied."
Jill can't help but giggle at this declaration. She didn't seem to be at all opposed to this idea.
In the interest of not pissing her off all I respond is "Yes, mistress."
Soon after, lunch is served and we all eat, it serves as a brief respite from the more intense dynamic from the time before. We all catch up and share stories about our lives before Maddy plunges us back into the thick of things with the declaration "I have a proposition."
Oh god, I think.
Jill looks on intrigued.
"While we ate, I kept thinking about John being denied for the last two weeks, and the whole concept of it has me really turned on. Like the idea that I'm free to indulge in any desire I so choose, while having the power to deny any release at all to someone else is just delicious. If its okay, I'd like to take an active role in denying John orgasms."
"A woman after my own heart. I think it would be super hot to have not one but two women denying him orgasms, but John, I feel like including Maddy as at least a tangential part of our sex life is probably something you should weigh in on. What do you think?"
I think long and hard. The denial games that Jill and I play are tons of fun, and I love the heightened, suggestible state that extended denial puts me in. Spicing up those games with a new element sounds super hot. On the other hand, that new element is my rival, and she just expressed an interest in keeping me "pussy free." Agreeing to this would probably lead me down a road littered with orgasms lost. If I'd been thinking clearly, I probably would have met this with a lot of trepidation, but instead I found myself saying "Mistresses, I'd be interested in exploring that."
"I was hoping you'd say that," says Jill smiling at Maddy.
"Well, now that I've gotten the green light," says Maddy smirking, "I'd love to lock you in a chastity cage, John."

More to come, including the return of some bondage elements in the following part!